Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

He took me to the top of the tallest building in the palace, a tower built in the southeast corner of the palace. It is said that every time the old prince led his troops to war, the concubine would often climb to the top of the tower to look northwest. Later, it became a sad place and no one came here anymore.

There is a Buddhist shrine on the bottom floor of the tower, and servants come to clean it from time to time, so it is not abandoned, but very secluded.

It was a late autumn night, several feet above the ground. Although there was no wind, it was still a bit cold.

I couldn't help but shrink closer to Jia Liu's arms. Seeing that he didn't reject me, I took the initiative and put my hands through the slit of his shirt at his waist, hugging his waist through the interlayer of his clothes to keep myself warm.

He looked down at my huddled appearance, and simply opened his outer robe to wrap me, and held me in a very intimate posture, as if we had become inseparable lovers.

I leaned against his neck and sighed softly, "I really want to keep this moment, time just stops."

"Even if it's fake, are you willing?" His voice was also very soft, coming from above my head, and seemed vague and unreal.

In response to his disappointing remarks, I opened my mouth and bit his neck. I didn’t use much force, but it still left a tooth mark. “Even if you are fake, I still like you. I will stamp you with a seal, and you will be mine from now on.”

After saying that, I kissed the place on his neck where I had just bitten him. I felt his body tremble slightly, and a sense of accomplishment drove me to continue.

But he suddenly pressed my shoulders and motioned me to squat down.

There were sounds of footsteps and voices coming from the bottom of the tower.

"The Concubine is kindhearted. In my opinion, this kind of slave should be beaten to death on the spot!"

It was an open space and the speaker had no intention of concealing his words, so even though we were far away, we could hear them clearly.

I subconsciously looked over and saw several people pushing the magpie into the tower, and one person holding a lantern was guarding the door.

The charming atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, and I was pulled back to the cold and cruel reality.

Those people were still cursing the magpie, and seemed to have mentioned me in their words. Although they didn't say it explicitly, the reference was very obvious.

"I heard that she was raised outside since she was young, and she is not the eldest son of the family, so she is naturally petty. The servants around her are also dirty-minded. Some time ago, she even allowed a servant to make trouble at the gate of the palace. How can such a family be worthy of our prince? Alas, it's really..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. After we deal with the person, we still have to report to the Concubine. We have been going through so much trouble for so long, I am tired even if you are not."

The punished magpie remained silent throughout, and no one knew whether it was because it was scared by the torture or for some other reason.

When the noise from below gradually died down, they guessed that the magpie was locked in a small dark room in the tower, so they left one person to guard it and the others went back to report.

My mood became heavier, but Jia Liu seemed to be indifferent and chuckled, "It's really lively tonight."

"Yeah, it's a real mess."

"Send you back?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Huh?" He looked at me puzzled.

"Are you afraid that being seen with me will delay your work? It's not easy to be a spy lurking in the palace, right?"

He chuckled, "You don't know anything..."

"Is this your true appearance? Or is it just another mask?" I raised my hand and gently stroked his cheek.

"Is it true or not? Does it really matter?" He deliberately showed an evil expression, "It's not this face that can make you happy."

"Of course it's important! I want you to be real..." I saw my sad and lonely expression in his eyes, and tears fell uncontrollably.

It has been several months since I came to this world, so long that it seems like many years have passed. Sometimes I am still affected by the memories and emotions of the original owner. Although I have been trying to stay clear-headed and independent of the plot, the huge feeling of loneliness still overwhelms me from time to time.

I missed my past life, and when going home became an increasingly unattainable goal, his appearance seemed to be a spiritual comfort. Intellectually, I knew that this was wrong, but I was like a drowning person. If I didn't grab something, I would sink quickly.

He didn't say anything else, but just silently wiped away my tears, hugged me and jumped down, avoiding the patrolling guards all the way, and sent me back to the wall of the backyard of Suxin Pavilion.

After watching me climb into the window alone, he disappeared over the wall.

I stared at the direction he left, stunned for a while, and it took me a long time to react. He seemed to say something to me before leaving. The key point is that I didn't hear it clearly. The distance was too far and I could only see his lips moving slightly, but I couldn't make it out.

Forget it, I’ll ask him next time.

But tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep.

The next morning, the personal attendant who was originally helping Situ Jue get up was sent away by him, and he insisted on letting me go in instead.

For a modern person who has never seen anything, even if Situ Jue asked me to wipe his body and change his clothes myself, he would be the only one who would be embarrassed in the end.

Especially when I looked at his weak body without hesitation, his ears turned red, and he even started to dress himself, just to cover the white-cut chicken faster. After all, he was just a 19-year-old boy, and he dressed himself up to look mature just to take on the title of the royal palace.

"Your Highness, could you please forgive Xi Que this time? She already knows she was wrong." I spoke only after seeing that he had already cleaned up the mess.

Situ Jue looked at me unhappily, "Why are you begging for her? Are you involved in this matter?"

"Although I didn't know about the drugging, she has been my personal maid for more than ten years, and I was the one who pushed her to that position. If she made a mistake, I can't say that I don't have any responsibility."

"You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. You should learn from your mother how to control your subordinates so that you can take charge of the entire palace in the future..."

"I don't have that plan, but I still want to thank the prince for sparing Xi Que's life. I will go to pay my respects to the Concubine Dowager now and tell her that your condition is much better now. Don't let her worry about you." After saying that, I hurried out.

"You...oh, forget it." Situ Jue seemed to be hesitant to speak. I kept walking and didn't intend to delve into what he was going to say.

When he arrived at the concubine's courtyard, he was bound to be scolded.

Because I sent someone to visit Xi Que last night because I was afraid that the concubine's people would use heavy hands and torture Xi Que to death.

After giving the guard some silver, they sent him some thick clothes and food. Fortunately, the magpie only had some minor skin wounds and it was nothing serious.

But the concubine was very disappointed in me because of this. After I entered the yard, she never looked at me straight in the eye. Instead, she kept scolding the maid around her, as if she was making a veiled complaint.